Grant: I can't believe this! You're the atheist! You're the one who wants to ban Christmas!

Xander: Because I won't let you have a tree get needles all over the carpets now I'm an atheist? See, I love the way your mind works. It's so elegantly simple.

Grant: Don't try and change the subject! You've been running from God for years. Evil runs rampant in this world and you're supposed to at least try to stop it!

Grant: You're not young anymore, but all it would take is an instant. One little whim,

Grant: and heaven on earth, Eugene. Heaven on earth.

Grant: It wouldn't even inconvenience you.

Xander: Many people say that if there is a God he's a despicable sadist who deserves to be hated for creating a world full of evil and suffering when he could have created a world for good.

Xander: And I'm not going to take his place on the firing line just so you can feel better about yourself.

Xander: No, you can't even imagine it. You and Lulu, stuck in some golden nostalgia, shielded from all the world's evil.

Xander: I live with the darkest thoughts of untold myriads invading my head. And I have seen such horrors.

Grant: I've seen your dark side often enough. You are the most evil man I've ever known.

Xander: Don't kid yourself about evil. In the end, I'll be the only one taking a stand against it.

Grant: Leaving destroyed...maimed innocents in your wake makes you part of the problem. Not the solution.

Grant: In case you were wondering, Kore's guild leader has her caged up and reported back to me a couple of hours ago.

Xander: Yes, yes, I know.

Grant: I should probably stop trying to tell you anything.

Xander: Oh stop overreacting! Is this all about Shane?

Xander: Look, I'll take him for runs in the kennel or something. Neither of us can change the past. I can't make him an un-retard.

Grant: Do I detect a note of guilt?

Xander: I'm going to bed.

Grant: How is she?

Xander: She'll get over it.